Jim Kirk (
pursuedthestars) wrote2013-09-03 04:56 pm
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Room 222 | Tuesday Afternoon
Jim hadn't had any classes today so he'd gone into town and gotten a haircut. Nothing drastic but things had been getting too long and he didn't want floppy hair. So, haircut. And afterward, he'd stopped for lunch which he'd lugged back to the room.
The food got dropped on his desk and Jim pulled out his chair so he could take a seat and stretch his legs out. He scrolled through a few messages on his phone and even sent a few replies back to random people before he took his sandwich out of his bag so he could start eating.
Look, he was a growing boy and a growing boy needed food and it wasn't his fault the sandwich was messy and huge. He needed his strength for...manly things. Okay, whatever, it just tasted good and he'd wanted to see if he could finish the thing without getting it all over himself.
Sometimes, Jim wasn't the smartest but he'd be well fed.
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The food got dropped on his desk and Jim pulled out his chair so he could take a seat and stretch his legs out. He scrolled through a few messages on his phone and even sent a few replies back to random people before he took his sandwich out of his bag so he could start eating.
Look, he was a growing boy and a growing boy needed food and it wasn't his fault the sandwich was messy and huge. He needed his strength for...manly things. Okay, whatever, it just tasted good and he'd wanted to see if he could finish the thing without getting it all over himself.
Sometimes, Jim wasn't the smartest but he'd be well fed.
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"I'd pull your hair. Hard enough to have your head coming back so I would whisper dirty words in your ear about how I'm going to come inside you, leave you aching for more and leave you a mess. You'd have to take a shower afterward because there'd be sweat and come co-mingling and you'd love it."
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But, he had the presence of mind to know she still needed to come so when he managed to at least get his voice back, he kept talking. "And I would. I'd teach you about blowjobs. Let you feel how taste as you slid your tongue all along my dick. You could roll my balls with your fingers and look up at me while I was in your mouth and when you were adapted, I'd even thrust a little, fuck into your mouth some just to show you the different things you can do."
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She had to swallow. Breathing heavy and her body getting closer to giving her what she wanted. Maybe if he was lucky, he could even hear some of her shifting, and the buzzing of the toy as it slid in and out. He could definitely hear the occasional little moan.
"I'd be such a good student." Talking still, even if it was mostly for her own benefit now. Hey, talking dirty was part of her release. Her new job required her to be diplomatic and professional. This was the opposite. "I'd pay attention. And I'd make you come. Hard." Oh that word was a moan. "And s-swallow it up."
Yeah, all the halting words meant she was very very close now.
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And yes, the phone fell from her hand, though it didn't go far. He could still hear her ragged moan.
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It just took her a moment to calm down enough to tell him that. It involved turning the vibrator off and just panting for a while before she curled up on her side and picked the phone up again.
"You'll need to visit soon. Because we'll need to fuck."
Just getting that out there while she was sailing the afterlow without self-censorship.
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"Whenever you want," he told her, smiling. "And we can fuck the entire time I'm there. I won't let you out of your very nice apartment at all. Fucking and sucking and moaning and whimpering. It'll happen."
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Oh, she would.
In lieu of a goodbye, she gave him a lazy mwah with her lips. It was that kind of a moment for her.
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And he hung up the phone and fell back onto his head with a sigh.